You cannot make yourself have a flashback, nor will you have one unless you are emotionally ready to remember something. Once remembered, the memory can help you to face more of the truth. You can then express your pent-up feelings about the memory and continue on your path to recovery. Think of the flashback as a clue to the next piece of work. No matter how painful, try to view it as a positive indication that you are now ready and willing to remember ~Beverly Engel
We walked back to the beach hand in hand and as a soon as we were out of his eye sight I let go
Me: Ewwww I was touching your hand and I called you babe
Dustin: whatever, you know you liked it
Me: No I really didn't, but thanks for saving me back there
Dustin: no prob, No man should ever put his hands on a women
Me: I agree
Dustin: So girlfriend, we haven't kissed yet
Me: And Were not going to because we're not dating
Dustin: So you used me as your boyfri----
Me: Wait a minute, it was your idea to be my boyfriend
Dustin: You still owe me, I have a question for you?
Me: Ask away
Dustin: Can you tell me about the first time he Abused you?
I can feel the tears starting to form so i looked to the sky hopping that they will stay in.
Dustin: Wait... No don't tell me
Me: it's okay. If I don't tell someone im gonna Explode
Dustin: Take your time
Me:
*********FlashBack***********
It's 8:30pm and I'm just coming home from basketball practise, I was ten minutes late because I needed some extra practise because tomorrow was my first game. Me and Jordan have been arguing a lot lately because he was doing drugs.
Me: I'm home
Jordan: Your late
Me: I had a late practise
Jordan: bull
Me: I don't wanna argue (starts walking up the stairs)
Jordan: (pulls me back) I'm not done talking
Me: Jordan, I think we need to break up
Jordan: We break up when I say we break up, Now listen
Me: What do you want?
Jordan: (Slaps me) when you talk to me, I want to hear respect in your voice
Me: D-did y-you just s-slap me?
Jordan: Shut up, Now what was the real reason you were late
Me: I told you, basketball practise
Jordan: (Slaps again) Now I'm going to ask again, tell me the truth before I get mad. WHERE WERE YOU?
Me: Jordan, I told you I was at basketball practise
.............
********Flashback Over*********
Dustin: What happened next?
Me: (Now Crying) H-he grabbed my head and smashed it into a wall and when I fell onto the ground, he kicked me and slapped me then grabbed a belt and beat me.
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